Today, I woke up to the sound of birds singing outside, and I already knew it was going to be a good day.As I normally did on a Saturday, I got up, got dressed, and went out with my friends.

I laughed a lot today, I smiled happily all day.

A normal day, almost exactly the same as yesterday.

The next day I spent on my own, watching TV and just doing nothing in general.

Another normal day gone by for me

On Monday morning, I got up at 6, got ready for college as usual, and walked alone through the familiar streets of my neighbourhood

Walking alone was something I had gotten used to with time , although I'm not really sure when it had become so normal for me.

As I walked, I relished the silence, and I wondered, when did the silence become a comfort to me, instead of just being another painful reminder of how lonely I was?

For the first few weeks, it was hell.

It hurt so much inside

But, you know what?

It doesn't hurt as much as it did before